You'll have to tell me all about this house. And our home.

[A home she might not ever know, unless there happens to be another nap in stasis in her future. The thought leaves a strange feeling in her chest. Longing, and sadness. No time to dwell on that, though, when he's asking after Theon.

Is he respectable? No, Claire wouldn't say that. Good enough? Well. There's no hiding the fact that she has to search for the right words.]

He and Bree don't get on well. But I trust him. I've know him for a long time, here.